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The Boss's Polar Bitch

For Catsithx

By Draconicon

Debra didn't like it when the boss called her to the office, though she knew that she'd like it well enough once she got there. She didn't like the way that the office started staring at her the instant that she got out of her PA cubicle, and she didn't like the way that the mutters started the minute that she started walking.

"Look at that fat-ass."

"Think she's going to give the boss a blowjob again?"

"How the hell does he stand to look at her?"

"Curves for days, and can't be bothered to get a on fucking treadmill."

"Bears, you know what they're like. Lazy as fuck."

"And fat."

Debra kept her eyes straight ahead. Not so much because of hiding any tears, because there weren't any. No, it was more to avoid having to be sent to HR again for fighting someone. She knew that she was on her last legs at the company, and knew just as much that she was the only polar bear that was on staff. The others were down in the janitorial group, keeping the place clean at night and staying out of view of everyone else. She was the only big mammal in a department full of felines and vulpines, and...well, it made her stand out.

A lot.

She kept her head forward, feeling the words washing over her the way that they always did. Nobody thought that she belonged there, and the fact that she was the boss's PA meant that she was always accused of getting it through sexual favors. The fact that they thought that she was simultaneously ugly as sin and yet hot enough to fool the boss into giving her something that she apparently didn't deserve was almost funny.

Hell, it would have been if she didn't hate just how big she was, too. The fact was, she didn't avoid exercise. She'd damn well bet that she went through more than the skinniest fucking jaguar bitch at the end of the cubicle line. Didn't do a damn thing for her body. Bears were just big, and there was no getting around that.

Her hips swayed more than she liked, and despite pulling her skirt down time and again, the bounce of her ass just kept pulling it back up, dragging it up the backs of her thighs to show more and more leg as she walked along. Debra did her best to keep from looking like she felt it, but the others were still pointing it out.

"God, do you think she wants to show that off?"

"Why would she? If I had an ass that big, I'd be embarrassed."

"Fucking get a bigger shirt, woman."

She knew that was directed to her tits. Big, heavy, and sagging just a bit from the sheer weight that they had, they were not the best tits in the office. Biggest, yes, but they were not the best, just for the fact that they were too big for their own good. She didn't try and put them on display, but just like with the exercise, she'd challenge the entire office of diminutive bitches to find a bra that actually fit her.

She'd wait.

She'd wait all day.

Doing her best to push the thoughts of anger and revenge out of her head, she finally reached the end of the office floor. The boss's door was cracked open, and she stepped inside, the files he'd asked for clutched against her chest. She shut it behind her, took a deep breath -

"You okay?" the black cat behind the desk asked.

"Trying not to murder people," she muttered.

"What's the matter?"

"Just...talking."

"About..."

"About what they're technically right about, but...you know how they are."

"Come here."

She did as she was told. Mr. Kain smiled at her as she approached, and for a moment, she was able to smile back. Then the bouncing started again, with all the jiggling that came with it, and her smile disappeared.

This isn't fair.

The black cat gently guided her onto the desk, as he always did. The office wasn't entirely wrong about one thing. She and the boss were fucking. She hadn't gotten the job because she fucked the boss, but she did keep it from that. Not that her other skills were bad, but...

Well...

Mr. Kain smiled at her, leaning forward and resting his head against her big breasts. She didn't say anything as the black cat nuzzled between them, just doing her best to deal with it. Debra knew that she'd be smiling soon, knew that there'd be something good coming, but she wished that the boss would be more like the guys that just got down to business rather than appreciating her body.

She didn't like her body. She didn't know why he did.

As she sat there, his hands moved further down. He rubbed her hips, pulled at her skirt, and she shifted her weight back and forth to allow him to drag it up. She could feel it dragging along her thick thighs, her big ass, and all the words about her weight started falling on her again, reminding her what she was, what she looked like to them. She pushed her head back, trying not to think about it too much, gritting her teeth against the humiliation that the words always brought.

"Debra?"

"I'm alright," she muttered.

"You sure?"

"Can we just..."

"You want it already?"

"I want that instead..."

"...Alright."

Mr. Kain pulled back, just enough to allow her to lean back on the desk. The windows were all covered, blinded, and there was no way that anyone would be able to look in on her and him. They wouldn't know that they were right by a technicality.

And they wouldn't know that all the stains that the janitors cleaned every night were from her.

She shivered as he pulled her panties down, a gentleman as he dragged them off her heels and set them to the side. She looked up at him, smiling slightly, even obliging as he asked her to roll over. She preferred that, to be on her belly. That way, he didn't get distracted by her breasts while he should have been focused on humping her.

He really was small compared to her. The black cat was probably a foot and a half shorter than her, and his body was skinny as hell, even compared to a normal woman, let alone herself. She slowly moved her legs apart, allowing him to step between them. His cock rubbed between her thick thighs, pushed up -

"Mmmph!"

And then slid in with the usual soft squelch, that warmth of his rigid member already giving her the pleasure that she had been missing. She lowered her head to the table, sighing under her breath, gripping her hands into tight fists.

"Debra?"

"Don't stop..."

"I won't, just -"

"Don't fucking stop."

The cat picked up the speed again, starting to hump her properly. The feeling of him sliding in, bottoming out, and then yanking his cock free again was just what she needed. Not to be reminded of her weight and curves, not to be stared at like some fat slut, but just looked at like a woman. In, out, in, out, the feeling of his stiff cock more than sufficient to make up for the bad day.

He's not that big, she thought, remembering how large his cock was. Good for a cat, not that big compared to a bear. He just knows how to use it...

She moaned as she was fucked hard, her juices already starting to roll down her thighs, already dripping to the floor below. Fuck, this was what she came to him for. She came here to get fucked, get rutted, get treated like a woman.

In, out, in, out, his hands gripping her hips all the tighter. Her breasts were squashed flat against his desk, and her hands gripped the sides, pulling, clawing at them. The words against her species were outside. Not here. Not with Mr. Kain.

In, out, in, out, his balls slapping against her clit. Her own size meant that what could have been cruel felt good. She moaned, wetting his cock further, pushing back against him.

"More...harder..."

She groaned under her breath, focusing entirely on the feeling of his cock inside of her, on that hard rod, on the feeling of that heat and rigidness moving in and out of her. That was what she needed. That was what she craved.

He humped harder, filled her to the brim. Other men would have spanked her, made her aware of her fat ass, would have done things to humiliate her and put her in her place. Not Mr. Kain. He just fucked her, distracting himself and using her, and giving her what she needed to make it through the day.

In, out, in, out, her pussy juicing and running down her thighs, her pleasure driving her up on one foot. She panted, her mouth hung open -

"Nnnngh!"

And then he rammed in all the way, one more time. She gasped, her eyes going wide as she felt the spurt that was the first shot of seed inside her, and went over the edge herself. She gripped the desk all the tighter, holding onto it like an anchor to reality. Spasm, clench, spasm -

"Mmmmmmmmph..."

She moaned against the desk, shivering, feeling that pleasure running over and through her even as Mr. Kain filled her with his seed. But as his cock throbbed, she knew that wasn't going to be the last round.

Cats were always good for round two.

The End

Summary: Debra, a well-endowed polar bear woman, is a little stuck. The office thinks she's fucking the boss for her job. They're half-right.

Tags: M/F, Office, Polar Bear, Big Woman, Curves, Size Difference, Cat, Vaginal, Over the Desk, Body Shame, Speciesism, Orgasm, Cum,